COLORS (GREY) ft. Mara Love Lyrics

I am Chicago's Miles Morales

Nipsey preached the Marathon but a miles a challenge

Heavy hearts on the south side vile and malice

Stained the souls of the youth now how could I manage

To the boys who had jumped me at the court up on Cottage Grove

I was young but that's some hate that I ain't gotta hold

I know they thought I'd say some vengeful stuff

But now I fight wit my words

And y'all don't know a lot of those

I'm here now, victim to some hear say

Still to this day, it's tryna track me in a weird way

Marked me and my influence

Wondered how I get through it

Wondered if I still fought then would that help me get through it

This is Bobby Fischer level of mastery

Congrats to the ones who learned that they never could have me

I can't be bought or bargained for, to see what I got in store

You gon need more than a wrist band or a membership pass

Say it wit me

Breathe in (color)

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No more black and white TV (color )

Open yo eyes, can you see me (color)

Breathe in (color)

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Close the screen door fore you leave out (color)

No more black and white TV (color )

Open yo eyes, can you see me (color)

Coulda died back in April, but that was grace

He held a gun to my side and said stay in a rappers place

Turned his back and walked away we coulda worked it out there

But I prolly wouldn't be here and I couldn't have rapped to day

Got off at the next stop and thought bout what my dad would say

I did the right thing and he truly concerned

I'm the one that's stepping out the house every single day

Knowing any day that man could come through on his word

They throw shade and love to offend you

Seeing your color or any other as special is a wonderful visual

Imagine my post on twitter saying come to my vigil

Crazy how me and that boys gun got a government issue

I'm boxing life and the fair skinnded

Bare fisted, hair twisted

In the mirror like life ain't fair is it

My battle cry is bound to sound different

Cuz I cry and my homie smoke loud, we break down different

Breathe in (color)

Breathe out (color)

Close the screen door fore you leave out (color)

No more black and white TV (color )

Open yo eyes, can you see me (color)

Breathe in (color)

Breathe out (color)

Close the screen door fore you leave out (color)

No more black and white TV (color )

Open yo eyes, can you see me

I recently learned

I am the final amalgamation of some careful calculations

All leading up to this moment the pressure heavy

I provide my salutations, welcome to the land of the hungry

I wanna be, wanna be sum you believe

I got some pretty decent freestyles

And some really good writtens like I want you to leave

But I want you to stay and get comfortable

Welcome to the land of the hungry

I had a talk wit some comedians and man it was funny

But pretty serious

We talked about the concepts of integration and fearlessness

Cuz if you're scared to grow then you frozen and you're complacent

Record labels ain't met you but lookin for your replacement

This is peak consciousness

A play it safe youngin wit a mind for street politics

I've seen food desserts and dryer spots

Seen a man manage da white better than Michael Scott

Twenty-twenty the first time that I had to fight a cop

Tried to detain my lil homie my people all we got

Kids in back of vans ain't sit right

Had to fist fight, was puttin both hands on twelve

Lookin like midnight

This is nonviolent plenty tea and meditation

I came only strapped wit prayer and preparation

Only who next to real you know if you not adjacent

This is for the people who

Either currently ducking smoke from me with the pen

Or some civil conversation please stop waiting

Sitting up In Nini's eating with Fem and Thelo

Thought my chances of losing and failing was slim to zero

Further discussed the ways that life changed

The right things led us to the path till night came

The stars aligned

Lined up the shot so perfect look at this arc of mine

Sometimes I make a good shot

And get a bit complacent

Forget to run back for the stop and that's the indication

Gotta be an example for the youth who live in different places

Hoopin, can't even slap the backboard

But still touch the glass at visitation

These are life changing lines no resuscitation

Can't even slap the backboard

But still touch the glass at visitation

Hear me

Breathe in (color)

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Close the screen door fore you leave out (color)

No more black and white TV (color )

Open yo eyes, can you see me (color)

Breathe in (color)

Breathe out (color)

Close the screen door fore you leave out (color)

No more black and white TV (color )

Open yo eyes, can you see me